Song fat ball sees out, a large amount of data that instantly surges in the eyes of the body. It is some insights gained from the gods crushed by the Emperor after killing the Emperor.

It is believed that the long-lived people who secretly peeped must have noticed this.

"After absorbing the comprehension of killing the Emperor, the ontology will become more powerful." Song fat ball uses a voice that everyone can hear, talking to himself.

After loading the wave for the body, it grabbed the opportunity and closed the space mirror, preventing the hidden long-lived people from spying on the body.

The long-lived person is swallowing his mouth like a fire, and it has become terrible to fight the tyrants of the Emperor of Heaven, but also to become more powerful?

"Sorry, the moon is like a fire friend. I would like to invite you to find a drink on my body. Now it seems... this agreement has to be slightly delayed. Smile." Song fat ball tried to show a smiley expression: "Ontology After killing the Emperor, there is some sentiment. He needs some time to digest this harvest. After the end of the ontology, I will take a month as a fire friend to drink a drink with the body."

He is trying to play the role of the legendary ‘the hegemony of the tyrants, and strives for perfection.

"Hahaha, Song Daoyou don't have to mind. For our long-lived, there is a chance to have a drink in the future." The moon screamed and told the truth, he didn't want to get in touch with the current tyrannical song.

Just killing the Emperor of Heaven, the power of the body is really terrible. Even if the character of the tyrannical song is no better, at this time, the killing and momentum of his body is at its peak and has not yet converged.

Like a beast with bloodstains in his mouth, no one would want to approach the hegemony of this time.

"Thank you for the understanding of the fire as a friend of the fire." Song fat ball turned and turned to the powerful people who peeped at Mars. "The friends of the heavens and the world, then I will set off to protect the body." If you still want to challenge my friends, feel free to contact me."

After a slight meal, he added: "Or, in the future you can also challenge my body directly. But as you can see... my body is not as kind as I am."

That's right.

Kindly Song fat ball!

Compared with directly killing the Emperor, and even destroying the Emperor of Heaven, destroying the roots, the body of the tyrannical spirit that made her god-destroyed, and the behavior of the Song fat ball can be called compassion.

On the Martian battlefield, the challenger he defeated, he did not kill.

Even the first challenger was on fire, and he also made a 'friendship' with Song fat ball.

"So, if you really have the confidence to challenge my own Taoist friends, it is best to let me try your depths first." Here, the horrible momentum of Song Fatball broke out: "After all, I can't beat. People are not qualified to challenge my body!"

This time, the big men of the heavens and the world did not speak.

The tyrants of the Song Dynasty will explode this thing, and the impact on them is too great.

After loading this wave, Song fat ball and the moon are like fire, he waved his hand and disappeared on Mars.

The moon is like a fire, holding up his long piano, smiling, and breaking into the void.

On Mars, the silence was restored.

After the old half.

Those who secretly peeked at the situation of Mars began to communicate.

"The era of the invincible of the Emperor of Heaven is over... This era may be the era of the hegemony." Although he is very reluctant to admit it, the facts are in front of him.

"After the fall of the ancient heavens, the Tao of the Emperor collapsed, and her strength must have been affected. Perhaps, the body of the tyrannical Song is not as powerful as imagined?" The calm long-lived, recovered from the shock of shock. After that, analyze the road.

"Even if the strength of the Emperor is discounted, she is still at that level. Therefore, it is an unquestionable fact that the tyrants reached the level of the saints and the emperors. As he grows, he will be as invincible as the saints. "There is a big sigh."

"The immortal position of this session may have been in the bag of the tyrannical Song." There is a long-lived who has lost his hand in the tyranny of the Song Dynasty.

"The battle of immortality, no one can be sure at the last moment." Another voice sounded: "Even if it is invincible, most of the friends in the world will be rubbed by the Confucian saints on the ground... In the end, there is no immortality. Isn't it?"

This voice, really can't talk!

What is the majority of the friends in the room who have been rubbed on the ground by Confucian saints? Although this is a fact, but this kind of thing is known to everyone, is it a few meanings on the table?

Let everyone be embarrassed together?

"Maybe, at the last moment, there will be another existence, defeating the tyrants and defeating the place of immortality." The voice continued: "And this existence, maybe it will be one of you and me."

Can become a long-lived person, step out of the existence of their own 'dao', all of them are monsters... The failure of a moment is nothing, their level, as long as an 'enlightenment', or a flash of thought, can make their own The power of the game has increased dramatically.

Sometimes you may think about it, and if you figure it out, you can step directly into the level of Confucian saints.

"Even if the original Confucian saint was invincible, I still had no fear. When I went up, I was madly rubbed on the ground, but I was not afraid of Confucian saints from beginning to end. Similarly, I would not be afraid of the tyranny." That voice is from the channel.

This amnesty, which does not speak at all, has really mobilized the confidence of many long-lived people without knowing it.

Isn't it just rubbed on the ground?

What are you afraid of?

Going back and waiting for us to adjust the state, we will go to the tyrants!

......

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the other side.

In the small world of collapse.

Song Shuhang regained his gaze: "I always feel that someone is peeping at me?"

"Yeah." Gongde snake beauty nodded.

"This kind of peeping, it feels like being stared by some kind of natural enemies, and the heart and the liver are shaking." Song Shuhang muttered, which reminded him of being chased by fat ball, and no way to go to the ground. Finally, I hide in the painful memories of the core world that I dare not come out.

This kind of peek is just like an illusion.

Song Shuhang took a deep breath and continued to render it in the feeling of 'killing the gods of the heavens.'

At this moment, he can't waste the opportunity of 'enlightenment'. When the Emperor of Heaven was born, he repeatedly reminded him that if he had the opportunity to kill her god, he would use his body to remember the moment when her **** was crushed. It would be unexpected. reward.

This time, the Emperor did not deceive.

The feeling of smashing the gods of the heavenly gods was repeatedly replayed in the mind of Song Shuhang, over and over again. Every time the replay, Song Shuhang seems to be able to catch some kind of gain.

However, it is not enough.

His basic knowledge of comprehension is really weak, so he needs a clearer opportunity.

Song Shuhang opened his eyes and looked at the place where the Emperor Yuanshen collapsed.

There, there is a remnant of the Emperor's energy that is no longer the Lord, no longer branded...

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